[ maia blinks uncertainly, brows drawing together faintly. ] Not.. accustomed to being interacted with? [ he feels stupid to simply repeat what the strange not-human just said, but.. the notion pricks at that strange feeling, that this is a being that doesn't usually belong.. here. in the physical realm. (though he's still not quite certain why he feels that way, other than the unusual eyes and the floating.) ] That seems as if it would be.. lonely. [ and maia certainly understands being lonely.

still, he allows the stranger to stare all he wants--he's accustomed to it by now--glance flicking from his face down to his hand and the flickering green like a scar. it matches the one in maia's own palm, as he'd expected to find. ]

.. Well, [ he begins, the faintest sheepish hint in his voice now, ] we did not think that humans here generally.. float, mage or no. [ it had been a guess on maia's part, but apparently a fair one. ] Have you been here long?